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"I can't believe you ditched me there!" Isabelle cried as she and Clary walked into the large kitchen and dumped down the trays that they were carrying. "One minute, we were at Barbie's house together, and then the next minute, you were gone." Clary rolled her eyes as she started taking the dishes off the tray and stacking them in the dishwasher.
"You seemed to be doing just fine on your own with that guy who had the tattoo's," Clary teased. Isabelle paused, tilting her head to the side as she thought back to other night and grinned.
"Yes," she said dreamily. "He was yummy." Clary snapped her fingers in front of Isabelle's face and her friend blinked, coming back to the present.
"See? You seem to be doing just fine without me," she grinned.
"But still," Isabelle whined. "I mean, we ended up doing jello shots and you weren't there! Me and you always do jello shots together!" Clary rolled her eyes good naturedly and put a tablet into the dishwasher and turned it on. "I didn't get that guys name..." she screwed up her pretty nose and tried to think. "Ryan? Robbie?" She licked her tongue along her lower lip and then grinned. "Ricky!"
"Great, so this Ricky guy was the one with the tattoo's? Are you ever going to see him again?" Clary asked.
"Yeah, probably," Isabelle smirked. "He did this thing with his tongue? Fuck, it was fucking amazing."
"Ooh," Clary wiggled her eyebrows and smirked back. "You mean, a thing with his tongue down here?" She pointed to the apex of the her friends legs. Isabelle's grin grew and she nodded. "You lucky bitch."
"What? You jealous? Jace doesn't go down on you enough?" Isabelle teased, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh no, he definitely does," Clary nodded as she tightened the apron around her waist. "Although the other night was actually the first time in like a month that we hooked up." She made an annoyed face as she heard the bell in the cafe chime, indicating that someone had arrived. "I served the last customer. This one's all yours." Isabelle grumbled under her breath but she walked back out to the front counter of the cafe. Clary wiped down the bench and then turned back to Isabelle when she came through the doors.
"Can you make me a chicken and avocado burger?" She asked.
"Sure thing," Clary replied, walking over to the freezer and pulling out the ingredients. This job definitely wasn't the best thing that she saw herself doing, but in the town they lived in, there really wasn't all that much on offer. Her and Isabelle had started working here part time when they were fifteen during the summer, and when they finished school, the owners had offered them full time jobs. It wasn't like they had any plans to go anywhere after they graduated, so they had stayed on, working and finding a place to rent together.
"What up, what up, what up?" Sung out a voice from the doorway, and Clary grinned as she turned around to look at her other best friend, Simon.
"Hey, Si," Clary grinned at him. "What are you doing here?"
"Came to see you," he replied as he came into the kitchen, not at all caring about the rules where customers couldn't come behind the counter. Most of the time it was just the girls there, and they never told him to get out, and even when the owners were there, they had long given up on telling Simon to get the proper side of the counter. He had been coming back there since the girls had started working there, and sometimes when it was busy, he even helped them out with the dishes. He had joked once or twice that he should get paid for the work he did around here, but he had just been told that he had his own job, and it's not as though they asked for him to come back and help.
"Yeah, I know that's bullshit," Clary rolled her eyes. "You're here to swoon over Izzy some more." Simon's cheeks flushed red and then he huffed under his breath.
"Does everyone know about that?" He groaned.
"Everyone except Izzy," Clary grinned. "You know what a really good idea is?" She leaned in close to him and lowered her voice. "You could just tell her." Simon rolled his eyes as though it was the stupidest idea that he had ever heard.
"No, no I can't," he stated. "Look, I've got this whole ten year plan all figured out for us. And I'm sticking to it."
"Right, and when did this ten year plan start?" Clary taunted him. "Because you've known Izzy since she moved here, and I feel like that's...I mean, you might definitely be nearing that ten year mark, and you're still well and truly friend zoned." Simon glared at her and then relented, letting out a sigh.
"Maybe I'm going to need to extend that to a fifteen year plan, but that's totally okay! I'm a patient man!" Simon protested and Clary rolled her eyes again. "Or at least, I can be patient."
"You are one of the least most patient people I have ever met," she stated as she went back to the burger she was getting ready for Isabelle. The chicken finished frying and she put the rest of the ingredients between the slightly browned burger buns and then found a plate, arranging it with a sprig of mint as garnish and then walked to the doorway. "Izzy!" She called out and Isabelle appeared, flashing a smile as she took it from Clary and then promptly picked it up and bit into it. "What, bitch? I thought it was for a customer?"
"Nope," Isabelle smirked through her mouthful of burger. "Simon was the customer that came through the door. I just wanted a burger." Clary snorted and looked around the empty restaurant. It was a Wednesday afternoon, and most people were at their own jobs at this time. She liked it when it was quiet, and it was just her and Isabelle, gossiping and idly cleaning and singing to the music playing through the speakers.
"And you couldn't even be bothered to make it yourself?" Clary shot at her.
"Why should I make it, when you could?" Isabelle stuck out her tongue at her best friend before taking another bite of her burger.
"The least you could do is give me some," Clary grumbled with a pout. Isabelle considered it for a moment and then held out the burger. The red head took a bite and then let out a contented sigh. "I make the best burgers in the world," she announced.
"Damn straight," Isabelle grinned. "And that's why I get you to make them."
"Yeah, there's that. And then there's the fact that you're just too lazy," Clary retorted. There was another jingle behind them, and the three all turned back to the door, the two girls getting ready to put their 'customer faces' on, when they saw that it was Alec and Jace come in. The two boys were just like Simon, walking in as though they owned the place, Alec pushing himself upwards so that he was sitting on the counter and Jace reaching into the fridge and grabbing himself out a drink.
"Sure, sure, make yourselves at home," Isabelle said sarcastically.
"Oh, we will," Jace grinned at her. "You know that your boss loves us."
"I know that my boss really doesn't love you. You kind of annoy her to death, and she's just given up telling you to piss off," Clary corrected him. Jace smirked as he unscrewed the lid and swallowed back some of the juice. Clary watched as he licked his tongue along his lower lip, catching the last of the liquid, pursing them together in a smirk when he saw the way that she was watching him. Alec and Simon were talking to Isabelle, completely wrapped up in something that they were planning for next weekend, leaving Jace and Clary to start their own conversation. "Did you want anything to eat?" She asked.
"Uh, yeah," Jace nodded with a grin. "Yeah, we've still got about thirty minutes before we need to be back at work." Clary lead the way back into the kitchen, automatically getting out the ingredients from the fridge to make up Mee Goreng stir fry. Jace's lips settled into a different kind of smile, a smaller, more genuine one as she started making up his favorite dish. She quickly threw it all into a pan and started stirring it, and Jace walked up behind her, putting his hands on her hips and kissing her neck. "You're going to make someone a good house bitch one day."
"Oh my god," Clary let out a laugh. "Is that supposed to be romantic or something?" She mocked him as she continued to stir the food, but her body leaned back slightly, resting against his sturdy frame.
"Hey, it was a compliment. Just take it," Jace grinned, sliding his hands from her hips until they were wrapped around her narrow waist and he kissed her neck again. She hummed a little, enjoying the feeling of his warmth against her. "I enjoyed the other night."
"You always enjoy the other night," she sung out.
"Someone's confident," Jace laughed. Clary raised an eyebrow, moving the frying pan off the hot element and turning around in Jace's arms. He adjusted his grip, letting his hands move a little lower, so that they were touching her ass, massaging it lightly.
"We've been sleeping with each other for almost five years now," she reminded him. "I'm pretty sure we don't keep doing it because of our amazing pillow talks."
"Our pillow talks are pretty amazing," he smirked. He tilted his head to the side, moving their bodies so that they were away from the oven so that he could pick her up and put her on the bench, crowding closer to her with a thoughtful look on his face. "Five years, aye? Should be, I don't know—celebrate it?" Clary let out another laugh and put her her hands on his shoulders, one of her hands running through his hair as she shook her head. "Why? It's like some sort of anniversary, right?"
"No, it's not," she snorted. "But if you insist, there's a new movie that I want to see."
"Yeah, sure thing," Jace nodded. "You know I'm always down for the movies. I'll even pay for the popcorn."
"You're such a gentleman!" Clary said with a mock-serious expression.
"I really am," Jace told her as he leaned forward and stole a chaste kiss from her mouth. "You wanna come over tonight?"
"We're discussing a booty call at my work?"
"I didn't realize there was a certain time frame or activity that we need to discuss booty calls," he rolled his eyes at her. "I'll even make you dinner." Clary paused and leaned back, scrunching her nose up adorably and shaking her head.
"No, pal, your cooking is hit and miss as it is," she said. "How about; you order dinner and then you have a deal?"
"Sounds like a plan," Jace leaned in and kissed her again, this one a whole lot less chaste. She moved forward to the edge of the bench, wrapping her legs around his waist and rolling her body forward. The kiss was a little bit filthy, promising of things to come that night, and Clary tightened her fingers in his hair.
"Seriously?!" Came an exclamation from the doorway.
"In the kitchen?!" Chimed in Isabelle.
"You two should be ashamed of yourself," Simon shook his head, but was soon distracted by the smell of the food that Clary had been cooking. He quickly ducked around the siblings who were blocking the doorway and snatched the pan off the oven and breathed in deeply. "Oh my god, this smells amazing."
"And it's mine!" Jace said protectively, backing away from Clary and grabbing the pan off him, the red head on the bench letting out a laugh at the pout Simon put on as the food was snatched off him. Alec and Isabelle just rolled their eyes, heading back out into the front house of the cafe. Jace found a fork and stabbed it into the food, swirling it around before shoving it into his mouth. "Shit, this is good."
"Gonna make a good house bitch one day, remember?" Clary winked at him.
Oh my god, so I re-watched What A Girl Wants in the weekend, it came up on my Netflix. Forgot how much I loved the movie. And—holy shit—I realized it came out thirteen years ago! I feel so old. I can't even remember the amount of times I watched it when I was about twelve or thirteen. I also had a massive crush on Oliver James, it was ridiculous. But he was just such a babe! And he had a guitar and a motorbike, which was just so cool when you were a teenager ;) Haha. Oh and a couple of songs from there which I'm in love with is Half Life by Duncan Sheik and Ride of Your Life the cover by Oliver James.
Also, side note, I'm thinking about a werewolf AU. Can you tell I've been reading too much Teen Wolf? Haha. But what's your thinking? Jace would be an Alpha and Clary would be human. What are your thoughts?
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